Początkowy, lecz już wyraźnie ukształtowany heavy metal, można zaobserwować w muzyce grup Led Zeppelin i Black Sabbath. Jeśli chodzi o korzenie, to jedni upatrują prototypu utworu heavymetalowego w piosence The Beatles "Helter-Skelter" (z Białego Albumu) lub The Kinks "You Really Got Me", inni zaś za pierwsze utwory protoheavymetalowe uznają przeboje grupy The Dave Clark Five, szczególnie "Any Way You Want It" i "Glad All Over" z 1964 roku. Zresztą nurt zapoczątkowany przez The Dave Clark Five nazywa się heavy drum albo heavy bass, od ciężkiego, hałaśliwego i agresywnego brzmienia.

Queensryche - The Lady Wore Black
On a lonely walk this morning
A light mist in the air
Dark clouds laughing at me in silence
Casting shadows through my hair

In the distance I saw a woman
Dressed in black with eyes of grey
She wore her pain like a shackled spirit
Eternal life was her debt to pay

The lady wore black
It's the sign of the prisoners lives
The lady wore black
See the years through the tears in her eyes
The lady wore black
Her mystic power calls to me
The lady wore black
Her love can set me free

The wind song whispered a warning
Telling me to beware
Of the quiet shadowed woman
And of the sadness I would share

We sat together for sometime together in silence
Never speaking in words
Of all her thoughts she spoke with her eyes
And I listened remembering all I heard

The lady wore black
It's the sign of the prisoners lives
The lady wore black
See the years through the tears in her eyes
The lady wore black
Her mystic power calls to me
The lady wore black
Her love can set me free

The words she spoke were of forgotten lives
And of all knowledge gained
Mem'ries I had and didn't know why
With a smile she explained
I should have listened to the wind's cold warning
And walked the other way
I touched her soul and now I bear her sentence
But for her love I'll gladly pay

The lady wore black
It's the sign of the prisoners lives
The lady wore black
See the years through the tears in her eyes
The lady wore black
Her mystic power calls to me
The lady wore black
Her love can set me free Twardowski Jan wiersze hmb Słowacki Juliusz wiersze kreatyna Poduszka
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