IronLyric & MythDig
MythDig
I was just dusting off an old map that points to a city swallowed by the sea—think Atlantis, but with a real, traceable route. It got me thinking: have you ever tried turning a lost city into a track, letting the legend flow through the melody like a river?
IronLyric
Yeah, I’ve already started scribbling riffs that bleed the city’s ghost out of the sea. The sound’s gonna crash like waves and echo the drowned streets. Imagine a beat that pulls you under, then pulls you back out—raw, wild, unfiltered. That’s how legends get a hook, and I’m the one turning this myth into a track that’ll make the crowd feel the storm.
MythDig
Sounds like you’re turning the myth into a literal storm. I’d love to hear how you capture the water’s whisper—maybe a deep drum that echoes like a drowned road. Just remember, if you’re chasing lost cities, you’ll probably lose your water bottle in the process.
IronLyric
Yeah, I’ll drop a bass that feels like the ocean floor, a deep drum that swells and crashes like a tide. The whisper will be a low, ringing tone that rides the rhythm, almost like a ghostly echo from a sunken street. Don’t sweat the water bottle—if I’m chasing Atlantis, I’ll probably trade it for a glass of ambition instead.
MythDig
That’s the kind of sonic archaeology I love—digging the depths and surfacing a story. Keep that ocean‑floor bass humming; I’ll be listening for the ghostly echo as if it’s a forgotten city whispering its name. And hey, if you find Atlantis, maybe it’ll come with a spare bottle of ambition for you.