Ever wondered what Lady Galadriel said to Sauron as she spanked him back to the East in Peter Jackson's "Battle of the Five Armies"?

You have no power here, servant of Morgoth!

You are nameless,

Faceless,

Formless!

Go back to the Void from whence you came!

Morgoth was the mighty evil tyrant of yesteryear, in his origin the most powerful of the angels of Eru and rather similar in many ways to the Adversary of Christian Apocrypha. To learn of Morgoth, the servants of Morgoth, and the Void, read Tolkien's "The Silmarillion, arguably the greatest of his works.

As a boy, I despised "The Silmarillion," because it is the least accessible work by Tolkien and the least finished, more an outline in truth than a proper story like "The Lord of the Rings." I found it impenetrable and put it down for twenty years, but when I picked it up again, I perceived it was deeper by far and more meaningful, one might even say a fuller and superior realization of the author's religion. For my part, I find the Silmarillion more satisfying than the Bible. It is a wonderful fusion between the Christian faith and the Pagan. Eru is not some proud, vengeful, ridiculous, demented Old Testament deity, but a fully realized Christian God, loving and kind and mystical and beyond comparison, embodying the philosophy of Jesus, but employing the methods and manners of Paganism, magic and wonder and mystery. What Tolkien gave to us is a revelation. I do not bother with the Bible's Revelations, boring prattle penned by politicking patriarchs, more reflections of the power struggles of their age than the divine or the wise. I like Tolkien's take on religion and I think he improved upon what he inherited from his ancestors.