My first six are snake-like and turns you to stone. Last four a Marvel villain with a German tone. Together a cheese with a strong taste, but I need to come from a specific place.

I stood before radar, before radio's call, a steadfast guardian through tempest and squall. By flame, by lens, by electric might, I pierced the dark with guiding light. What am I, watching each night?

I’m a giant wave that refuses to behave. I roar to shore, an ocean’s rave. Too wild to surf, too fierce to play, when I come crashing, best run away.

I end each day with a crimson crest, You’ll find me only facing west. A fleeting glow you won’t forget, Who am I, this painted silhouette?

Found all over the world, I am linked to the earth. Many people fear me but many people also live on my slopes. Asleep most of the time, words to describe anger are also used to describe my sudden awakening.