LER or Ler may refer to:
Ler (meaning "Sea" in Old Irish; Lir is the genitive form) is a sea god in Irish mythology. His name suggests that he is a personification of the sea, rather than a distinct deity. He is named Allód in early genealogies, and corresponds to the Llŷr of Welsh mythology. Ler is chiefly an ancestor figure, and is the father of the god Manannán mac Lir, who appears frequently in medieval Irish literature. Ler appears as the titular king in the tale The Children of Lir.
Ler, like his Welsh counterpart, is a god of the sea, though in the case of the Gaelic myths his son Manannán mac Lir seems to take over his position and so features more prominently. It is probable that more myths referring to Ler which are now lost to us existed and that his popularity was greater, especially considering the number of figures called 'son of Ler'.
In the 9th century AD Irish glossary entitled Sanas Cormaic, famed bishop and scholar Cormac mac Cuilennáin makes mention of Manannan and his father Ler, who Cormac identifies with the sea:
Ler is a village in the municipality of Melhus in Sør-Trøndelag county, Norway. It is located along the Gaula River between the villages of Kvål and Lundamo. The 0.47-square-kilometre (120-acre) village has a population (2013) of 576. The population density of Ler is 1,226 inhabitants per square kilometre (3,180/sq mi).
Ler Station is located in the village along the Dovrebanen railway line, and it is served by commuter trains on Trønderbanen. The European route E6 highway also runs through the village. The most famous citizen of the village is former prime minister Per Borten. Ler was the administrative center of the former municipality of Flå. It is also the location of Flå Church.
Beware! The modern eye!
The seeking leach that lies!
It shuffles in your porch,
It’s in your TV smoking cigarettes
Behind your mummy’s back at night…
Reveries are what I long for,
Fantasies are what I live for;
Where have I been all my life?
We live in an evil world
Where others ache and die;
Inhuman sacrifice
To feed the West and Western-eyesed
With bloody money
Falling from the sky!
Reveries are what I long for,
Fantasies are what I live for;
Where have I been all my life?
Reveries are gonna save us,
Fantasies complete and change us;
Where have I been all this time?
Beware! The modern eye!
The seeking leach that lies!
Beware! The modern lie!
Deceiving all it eyes!
Beware! The modern times!
Cause all they bring are lies!
Beware! The modern eye!
Reveries are what I long for,
Fantasies are what I live for;
Where have I been all my life?
Reveries are gonna save us,
Reveries complete and change us;