How Did It Feel

He bore his burden up the hill
He did not cry
He did not flinch
And even though this was his last
He didn’t bother to look back
I’d like to know just how it felt
And how did it feel?
I’d like to know, I’d like to know
A crown of thorns upon his head
They drove a spike straight through his palm
But hang me those that gathered round
Just laughed and spat and watched him die
And from the height where he was fixed
If you could see it was for miles
A view like that cannot be bought
For thirty gold coins if you must
Well can you show me how it felt?
I’d like to know just how it felt
Can you show me how it felt