Half a decade old now, but well worth a mention, this is Burial Grid with An Unwilling Spectator. The track is an excellent slice of electronic music with big, gliding synths, a pulsating rhythm and mangled words that hint at a sense of paranoia and confusion. That's if "it chewed through the bars, sucked the face off me, now I think it wants my identity" can be deemed a hint? Anyway, it all builds to a wonderfully frenetic and discordant demise. Like waking up in a cold sweat. Quick, check the mirror!